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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Dean_Winchester/Sam_Winchester, Dean_Winchester_&_Sam_Winchester
  Character:
      Sam_Winchester, Dean_Winchester, John_Winchester_(Mention)_-_Character
  Additional Tags:
      Wincest_-_Freeform, Sibling_Incest, Sexual_Content, Oral_Sex, Anal_Sex,
      Anal_Play, Anal_Fingering, Rimming, Shower_Sex, Underage_Sex, Brotherly
      Love, Top_Dean, Bottom_Sam, Top_Sam, Bottom_Dean, Blow_Jobs, Weecest,
      Snowballing, Sex
  Series:
      Part 4 of Wincest_(teen_years)
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-03-20 Words: 7455
****** Before, During, and After School Special ******
by Destiel_Cockles
Summary
     Who says school is just for learning?
     Sam and Dean are in high school and they always find time to mess
     around. Story starts with shower sex getting ready for school, then
     they mess around a little at school then end up at home having hot
     Wincest sex.
Sam rolled out of bed and glanced at the clock. It was already 6:45, and school
started in just over an hour. He looked over at Dean, who was still asleep. If
their father had not been home they both would have been awake long before now,
trying to get a little sex in before school, or they would possibly even be
skipping school and having sex the entire day.
"Hey, get up Dean, we gotta start walking to school in like 30 minutes." Sam
shook Dean's shoulder but he just grumbled and turned over. Sam pulled the
pillow out from under his head but Dean just slid his arm under his head and
mumbled, "Leave me alone Sammy." 
Sam would definitely not be leaving him alone, because if it were the other way
around Dean would have already been sitting on top of Sam tickling him to death
or waking him up in some other fucked up way. Sam pulled the covers off of Dean
and threw them on the floor. Dean didn't move an inch. Sam pushed Dean so that
he was laying on his back and swung a leg over him so that he was straddling
him. Dean pretended to be sleeping but Sam could tell that he was awake. Sam
ran his finger along Dean's boxers, which were strained against his morning
wood. Dean couldn't stop the soft moan of pleasure escaping from his throat. 
Dean pushed up on Sam a little and when his dick ran along Sam's and he felt
that Sam was also sporting an erection he smiled. Dean opened his eyes and
pulled Sam down so that he could kiss him. He softly bit down on Sam's lower
lip and gently pushed his tongue into his mouth. He kissed him deeper until Sam
was pulling away to catch his breath, his mouth and face red.
Dean pressed his forehead to Sam's and whispered, "Too bad Dad's home or I
would be bending you over the bed right about now." Sam flashed Dean his
saddest puppy dog face and Dean bit his lip. He could never say no to Sam,
especially when he did the face.
Dean kissed Sam once more and got up. He walked to the door and eased it open,
holing a finger up to tell Sam not to make any noise. Dean stuck his head out
and then walked down the hall, returning a few seconds later. "He's passed out,
snoring away. He didn't get back from the bar until late. Grab your clothes and
we'll go take a shower." Dean said with a wink, a big sexy grin spreading
across his face.
Sam and Dean had worked this out to perfection over many mornings. They had
been staying in this house for about a month, the longest they had stayed
anywhere in a very long time. Although they always shared a room, this time the
room had no lock on the door, so they had a fool proof way to get a quickie in
on mornings when their dad was still asleep. They would lock themselves in the
bathroom and go at it in the shower. If their dad happened to wake up, one of
them would stay in the shower while the other came out, making it look like
they had to just use the bathroom.
As soon as the door was locked, Dean turned the water on and slid his boxers
off. He stepped in and quickly washed his hair while he waited for Sam, who was
much slower, to get in along with him. As soon as Sam got in, they went right
to their much practiced routine.  Dean was on his knees sucking Sam's dick
while Sam attempted to wash his hair, which was not easy to do when Dean's
luscious, full lips were wrapped around his cock. It was also not easy to keep
quiet. Dean was swirling his tongue wildly around Sam's shaft and then slowly
running it over the tip of his dick, dragging it around his slit. Sam put two
knuckles in his mouth and bit down. He was having a hard time not screaming out
when Dean started deep throating him and running his fingers over his balls.
Dean lifted one of Sam's legs over his shoulder and started playing with Sam's
ass. Sam had to put an arm on Dean's shoulders to try to keep his balance. Dean
had two fingers inside of Sam, pounding down on his prostate. 
Sam almost lost it when Dean lifted Sam's other leg over his other shoulder and
picked Sam up slightly by his hips. Usually they would already be fucking by
now, but Dean could tell that Sam was so close to coming. Dean couldn't get him
that close and then stop, so he ran his tongue over Sam's rim. As he plunged
his tongue deep into Sam's hole, he spread it apart wider with his two fingers.
Sam was biting down on his fingers so hard he could taste blood. He was so glad
that Dean was so strong and could support all of his weight for long periods of
time because right now Sam could barely hold himself up. Sam was grasping
Dean's hair so tight that Dean was softly moaning into Sam's ass, Sam being
rough with him happened to be one of Dean's many kinks. Dean reached up and
palmed Sam's dick. He swirled his tongue around the hot, silky smooth skin and
plunged a third finger in and down onto Sam's prostate. Sam started whimpering
and trying to push down further on Dean. Dean pulled his tongue out and rammed
his fingers into Sam, taking his other hand off of Sam's dick and clapping it
over Sam's mouth as he came. Dean prayed that the sound of Sam's muffled scream
was not loud enough to wake their dad.
Dean stood and wrapped Sam's legs around his waist. He leaned Sam up against
the wall and slid his dick into Sam's tight ass. Dean was sucking down on Sam's
neck where it met his shoulder and tried to hold back the half growl, half moan
of Sam's name he always did when he entered Sam. Sam felt his dick harden right
back up like it did every time Dean made a noise like that. Hot water and steam
were pouring around them, which just added to how intensely hot they already
were. Dean thrust up into Sam and rocked in and out with a steady motion. Sam
ran his hands down Dean's chest and squeezed his nipples. "Sammy." Dean moaned
softly, so Sam squeezed harder. 
Sam was still not used to Dean having to being quiet in the shower, usually
Dean would talk dirty to him the entire time or be asking Sam if it felt good,
all of which Sam loved to hear. Dean loved to hear what Sam liked and how it
felt, but he especially loved the noises Sam made, especially when Sam would
scream his name as he came. They also both got off on each other's facial
expressions, Sam loved seeing Dean genuinely smile, the only time he truly did.
The face he made when he came was always enough to either make Sam come right
along with him, or if he already had, it would make him instantly hard again.
Dean especially loved the look on Sam's face when he first entered him. The
face Sam was making just now was driving Dean insane. 
As much as Dean wanted to take drag it out and enjoy it, he knew they really
did not have much time. He started pounding hard into Sam, and Sam leaned back
to give Dean better access. Dean leaned in and kissed Sam, stroking his dick
and pushing Sam's hips up and down with each thrust. After a few deep, hard
thrusts they both came within seconds of each other. They quickly finished
showering and got out.
Sam stepped out first, and as soon as Dean stepped out he pulled him close and
kissed him. They attempted to dry each other off while giving each other sloppy
kisses but finally gave up on it and started getting dressed. After Sam brushed
through his hair and Dean ran his fingers through his, they brushed their teeth
and went back to their room.
Sam was getting his books into his backpack while Dean sat on the edge of the
bed and watched. Sam laughed to himself, he had never known Dean to ever do
homework, let along even bring home a book. Sam had always wondered how Dean
had made it to be a senior in high school, and Dean had finally let Sam in on
his little secret. Even though Dean was now only with Sam, he had been a total
player and flirt since he was old enough to go to school. He still hopelessly
flirted with all girls, the main reason being he now had a girl in each of his
classes who gladly wrote out an extra copy of her homework for Dean each night.
Dean could get any girl to do anything for him on looks alone, but when he
flirted a little, he got everything he wanted. Dean had even bragged about how
a few teacher's aides and the office assistant, all of who were between the
ages of 20 and about 35 wanted him. They were always giving him his way, and
letting his bad behavior or skipping classes slide. Dean swore he had never
hooked up with a teacher at school, but when Sam asked about the girl that
worked in the office that was very obviously obsessed with Dean, and who had to
be at least 25 years old, Dean would smirk and just shake his head. Sam knew
that Dean probably did hook up with her when they first got there, but ever
since he and Dean started messing around Dean had not hooked up with anyone
else. Not that he would ever have the time, since Sam and Dean spent most of
the day and night messing around with each other, and neither of them ever
wanted to be with anyone else.
Dean pulled Sam into his lap and kissed him for a few minutes and whispered,
"I'll take care of you at school today too baby boy." Sam was both looking
forward to this, and kind of dreading having to wait to be with Dean.
Sam used to love going to school because it meant getting away from their dad,
and he had figured that since he was now in high school and finally going to
the same school as Dean that it would be easier because he would at least see
him a few times. Wrong. Dean tortured Sam every free chance he got. Not in a
bad way, but he would drive Sam to be so incredibly horny that he could barley
stand it. Sam had to give him credit though, Dean never let Sam go an entire
day of school with out coming at least once. The hard part was making it until
he did, there were times where Dean would drag it out until school was almost
over and Sam was sitting in class suffering with his dick hard and not being
able to think of anything but Dean's lips/fingers/dick in his mouth, on his
dick, or in ass.
Dean would sneak up behind Sam and pull him into an empty stall in the bathroom
when no one was around, or he would manage to get Sam to ditch class with him
and sneak into an old closet. One time Dean had even managed to get a hall pass
sent to Sam, and when Sam was on his way down to the office Dean grabbed him
and took him out the side doors, where they snuck down to the shed where they
kept sports equipment for practices after school.
Dean had a whole system set up and it was flawless. Dean was always scoping out
new places and he would slip Sam a piece of paper somehow, either in his locker
or in the hall during passing periods. He would tell him where and when to meet
him and no matter how worried Sam was about getting caught or in trouble, he
never could resist a secret hook up with his brother.
Sam and Dean walked out into the kitchen and were surprised to see John in
there making coffee. "Listen boys, I am going to be heading out of town in a
few hours. Probably won't be here when you get out of school." Both Sam and
Dean tried their best not show their excitement, but on the inside they were
both extremely happy to know that when they got home that night they would be
alone, and then the real fun would begin.
John continued to rattle off instructions for Dean on what to do, how to do it,
what not to do-Dean knew the drill, he had only done it a few billion times.
"Should be gone a week, maybe a little more." Dean nodded and turned to go but
John stopped him.
"One more thing Dean, care to explain this?" Dean looked up to see his father
holding a letter, which he assumed was from the school. He was sure it was some
sort of disciplinary notice or other note on his behavior. Dean took the paper
and when he realized what it was, he nervously laughed. "Um, guess the extra
studying paid off, huh?"
Sam snatched the letter from Dean, it was his report card and not only did he
have straight A's, but he had also made the Honor Roll. Sam choked back a
laugh. Dean had been on a nerdy girl kick last month, so he must have gotten a
bunch of really smart girls to do this work this semester. 
John looked at Dean with a stern look, "Please don't tell me you are flirting,
or messing around with any of the teachers there."
Dean tried his best to look offended, "What? No. Hell no. Sam made the Honor
Roll, why aren't you quizzing him about how he did it? Are you saying I'm a
dumb ass?"
John sighed. "Sam does his homework Dean, and he has always gotten straight
A's. You on the other hand usually don't care about your grades and you usually
flirt with any girl or woman to get your way. I do not think I have ever seen
you read a book in your life unless it was related to hunting. No Dean, you are
not a dumb ass. You are very smart but when it comes to school you really don't
even try."
Dean shrugged. "I know what I need to know. I have street smarts and life
skills. Don't hate on me because I have enough game to get me by with the
ladies, old man."
John just shook his head. "Just get to school. Behave while I'm gone. That
means you Dean. Make sure you check the salt lines every night and watch out-"
"Watch out for Sammy. Got it. " Dean finished and walked out the door.
"Sam, try not to let your brother get too out of control while I'm gone. You
boys stay safe." Sam nodded and walked out behind Dean.
As soon as they were out the door a huge grin was spread across both of their
faces. "Hell yeah Sammy, tonight is going to be awesome. Guess I will have to
start getting you ready during school so the second we get home we can get
right to it."
Sam was so excited about the fact that not only would he be alone with Dean
tonight, but it would be at least a week until their dad came back. Sam was so
distracted with excitement that he was not even worried about what new brand of
'Let's see how horny we can get Sam today' torture Dean had in store for him.
~~~
Sam had gym first hour. He hated gym, and it made it even worse that he had it
first thing in the morning. Why on Earth they would make kids who had just
gotten ready for school run around and get sweaty made no sense at all to Sam.
The plus side was that the gym was next to Shop Class, which Dean happened to
be in that hour. Sam liked that he saw Dean in the hall before and after class,
he just hated that sometimes because Dean was so good at making things, his
teacher let him do what he wanted when he finished early and Dean usually snuck
into the gym and got a good laugh at Sam attempting to be athletic.
Sam was wandering slowly down the hallway outside of Dean's class when the
warning bell rang. He knew Dean had not gone in yet, and he still had not seen
him. Sam decided not to wait around and headed into the gym. He was surprised
to find that the kids were sitting on the ground, and Sam quickly realized what
was going on. Sam groaned, it was the week where they were doing Health Class
and today they were bringing student nurses in to talk to the kids about safe
sex. Sam was about to sit down when he glanced behind him. His jaw practically
hit the ground.
Dean was leaning against the wall, obviously flirting with one of the nursing
students. She was flipping her hair and laughing at something Dean had said.
Sam saw Dean look up and point in his direction. The girl smiled and nodded and
Dean handed her a pink piece of paper. At first Sam was fuming, was Dean
actually going to send a note about where to meet him with one of the girls
teaching the class? But then Sam realized he was handing her a hall pass. His
heart started beating faster in anticipation of what Dean was going to do with
him.
Sam turned back around and acted like he didn't know what Dean was doing. He
felt a tap on his shoulder and the cute nurse Dean had been talking to handed
him the pass. "Sam, right?" Sam nodded. "Hey sweetie, you need to go get your
things and head to the office. Here's your pass." Sam smiled and got up.
Dean was already in the hall way when Sam walked out of the gym. "What the hell
Dean?"
Dean was smiling and just nodded his head to follow him. Sam tried to keep up
with Dean but not follow him too close. Dean took him down to the basement and
down a hallway. Dean quickly turned left and Sam ran slightly to catch up. As
soon as Sam turned the corner, he crashed into Dean's waiting arms.
Dean put his finger to his mouth and turned to a door. Dean pulled a key out of
his pocket and pushed Sam inside. Dean quickly shut the door behind him and
turned the lights on.
They were in some sort of old classroom that the Vocational students used to
use, but they had moved those classes to the other side of the building. Dean
walked to another door to the left and pulled a second key out, motioning for
Sam to follow him. As soon as Sam walked in, he was surprised to see that the
room, although very small, looked perfect for what Dean probably had planned.
"Why do you have a key?" Sam asked, looking up at Dean.
"This is the room that me and um..um...you know that girl that works in the
office....anyway we used to come down here. I happen to be holding the only set
of keys to it, I know exactly where they keep them. Since no one else can get
in here right now, we know that no one will bother us." Dean was grinning
widely and the next thing Sam knew he was being pushed up against the wall.
Dean rolled his hips up against Sam. "Damn Sammy you're horny as fuck aren't
you?" Dean cupped his hand over Sam's growing erection. "Mmm yeah...nice and
hard." Dean kissed Sam's neck and was grinding his dick into Sam's
"Hope you don't mind I pulled you out of sex ed class, but I think we both know
you could probably teach that damn class." Sam moaned. It was probably true, if
sex ed would have been a class about teaching kids how to have sex, rather than
how to prevent it. But Sam had learned everything he knew from the master
himself. Dean was a self proclaimed sex god, and Sam loved being his student.
Sam knew a lot more about sex than any kid in the 9th grade should ever know.
Probably more than a lot of adults did, Dean was a kinky son of a bitch and
they had done many crazy things.
Dean was rubbing his palm against Sam's dick, which was growing harder by the
second. "What do you want to do Sammy? Anything you want baby just tell me.
Wanna hear what you want me to do to you."
Sam grabbed Dean's dick, causing Dean to groan. "You want that big dick in you
Sammy?" Sam nodded. "I wanna hear you say it baby boy tell me what you want."
Sam undid Dean's jeans and tried to unzip them but Dean stopped him. "Gotta say
it first."
Sam sighed, he felt stupid sometimes telling Dean what he wanted but he tried
to tell Dean what he knew he wanted to hear, because Dean always did everything
he knew Sam wanted or liked. "Wanna suck your dick De." Dean moaned and put
Sam's hand back on his dick. Sam unzipped Dean's jeans and pushed them down.
Dean's boxers already had pre-come on them. Sam ran his finger over the front
and stuck it in his mouth. Dean groaned, "Shit Sammy...I want it bad... so damn
bad."
Sam pulled Dean's boxers down as he knelt down on the floor. He ran his tongue
around Dean's shaft, avoiding the tip on purpose. He remembered Dean doing this
to him the other day in a bathroom stall and Sam had just about lost his mind
until Dean finally took all of his dick in his mouth. Sam licked Dean's hips
and ran his hand down his thigh. He blew air on the spots he had just licked.
Dean had his hand on the back of Sam's head, tugging at his hair. "Sammy
pleeease..." Dean whined as he thrust his hips slightly.
Sam grabbed Dean's ass and started massaging his firm cheeks. He traced a
finger down Dean's perfect abs and Dean shivered as he ran his finger down the
trail of hair under his navel. "Sammy fuck..." Sam grinned a little and decided
to do to Dean what Dean usually did to him. 
"What De, tell me what you want." Sam ran his tongue quickly up Dean's shaft,
just barely grazing it across the tip. "Blow me Sammmy...please god do it
now..."
Sam wrapped his hand around Dean's dick, which was leaking out pre-come and
looked up at Dean. "How bad do you want it?" Dean started thrusting in and out
of Sam's hand, so Sam took his hand off.
"How bad Dean? You make me say it so I want to hear you say it." Sam licked
another stripe up Dean's dick and left his tongue just barely hovering over the
tip of his dick. Sam's blew lightly when Dean choked back a whine and muttered
something that sounded a lot like "Pleasegodsammyfucksobad."
Sam ran his finger lightly over Dean's cock and this time he teased the tip,
letting his finger dip into his slit. "Sam if you don't do it right now I am
just going to bend you over right now and-"
Sam took Dean's entire dick in his mouth, making sure to swirl it around the
tip extra hard. Dean's knees buckled and the noise that came out of his mouth
was almost enough for Sam to come in his pants. 
Dean felt his dick hit the back of Sam's throat and he moaned. Sam was good at
a lot of things, but one of the things he did best was suck Dean's dick. Dean
was actually surprised that Sam could take his entire dick, which was actually
very big, and deep throat it with ease every time. Dean swore that Sam could
unhinge his jaw and that he probably did not have a gag reflex like most
people. Really Sam just loved doing it, as messed up as it sounded to really
enjoy giving his brother head.
Sam knew exactly what Dean liked and exactly how to drive him insane, he also
could tell exactly when Dean was about to come. Dean had been running his hands
through Sam's hair and then after a few minutes of Sam deep throating him, he
took a handful and started tugging lightly. His hips started swaying and he was
making that growly-groany moan.
Sam sped up and grabbed Dean's balls, he could feel them tensing up and as soon
as he ran his finger over Dean's perineum, hot come was spilling down his
throat. Dean was trying his best not to make too much noise but failing
miserably. He put his hand over his mouth to try to muffle the noise as Sam
finished sucking down hard and helping Dean through his orgasm. 
Sam stood up and wiped a drop of cum off of his chin, then stuck his finger in
his mouth, licking it off. "Jesus Sammy...fuck." Dean was panting and sweating.
His face was red and his eyes were huge, completely sex blown.
Dean pulled Sam in for a kiss, tasting himself in Sam's mouth. "Mmm shit
Sammy..so good..so fucking good. Want me to blow you? Or you want me to bend
you over and.."
Just then the bell rang, signaling the end of first period. Sam pulled back.
"Fuck. I can't Dean I have a test this period."
"Sammy no I can't leave you without..." Dean paused when he ran his hand over
Sam's dick, which was only slightly hard. Dean knew anytime Sam sucked his dick
it made him rock hard, unless... "You come already?"
Sam felt his face getting hot and nodded. "Yeah...I uh.."
Dean kissed Sam and whispered,"I'll take care of you in a little bit ok?
Promise. Then tonight we can do whatever you want." Sam nodded and smiled, he
already had huge plans of what he wanted to do with Dean.
Dean pulled his pants up and took a deep breath. He still looked pretty sexed
out, but then again he almost always did.
"You go first, don't matter if I'm late." Dean said as he zipped up his jeans.
Sam nodded and smiled at Dean. He carefully inched the door open and when he
saw that the hall was clear, he hurried out and rushed up the stairs to his
next class.
~~~
Even though Sam was in AP Math, he usually breezed right through it with no
problem. The test should have taken Sam less than half the period to finish,
but now there was only about 10 minutes left and he still had several problems
to finish. There was no way he could concentrate, the only thing he could think
about was Dean. 
Sam hurried through the rest of the problems and glanced at the clock. There
was still a few minutes left. He shifted and took a deep breath. He had a major
boner and if it wasn't hard enough to hide one in class, now he had to walk up
to the teacher's desk and turn in his paper. He debated just doing it when the
bell rang, but pretty much everyone in the class was done already. Sam decided
to just wait it out, and pretended to check his work.
The bell finally rang and after the rest of the class got up, he slid out of
his seat and turned in his test. He expected to see Dean on his way to his
locker because Sam always took the long way purposely to go by Dean's locker.
Dean wasn't anywhere in the hallway so Sam just hurried to his locker and got
his books for his next class.
Sam had miraculously made it thought the morning and as the bell rang in his
last class before lunch he jumped up and ran out of the room. He headed
straight for Dean's locker. Dean had his locker open and a girl was leaning on
the locker next to his. Sam slowed down, Dean had not seem him yet. Sam heard
the girl, a pretty brunette with huge boobs in a low cut shirt laugh and ask
Dean what he was doing that night. 
Dean was fumbling with something in his locker. "Yeah, um I'm kinda with
someone....so..." Sam felt his heart start to race. Dean was turning down a hot
girl to be with him. Sam knew he would never ever pick anyone over Dean, and he
had been pretty sure Dean felt the same way, but it still felt awesome to hear
him say it to someone, especially a hot girl who obviously wanted him.
The girl's face fell and she nodded, walking away. Dean slammed his locker door
shut and jumped slightly when Sam appeared from behind it. "Jesus Sammy, don't
sneak up on me like that." Dean was biting down on his lip. He wanted to tell
Sam something but a group of girls were walking by, giggling and smiling at
Dean. 
As soon as they were out of ear shot Dean whispered, "Look I don't think I can
take much more of this. It's been a few hours and dad should be gone by now.
Let's sneak out the doors by the gym and go home. I got sent to the office last
hour and I spend the entire time thinking about what I want to do to y-" Dean
paused as a teacher walked by. "I can't I'm too fucking...I just can't. Cool?"
Sam nodded, of course he wanted to leave right now. He could not concentrate on
anything either, except Dean. Sam decided not to get anything from his locker
since it was in the main hallway by the office.
Luckily they were in a small town where everyone ate lunch at the same time, so
they were able to easily sneak out without anyone noticing. Once they were
outside and headed past the football field they both sighed with relief.
"Fuck Sammy. I couldn't stop thinking about you. I usually do anyway but
today..." Dean stopped walking and headed toward the bleachers. He walked
underneath them and Sam followed him. Dean pulled Sam in close and they made
out for several minutes. "Mmm Sammy want you so bad...don't want to wait to get
back to the house."
Sam didn't either. Dean put his hand on the small of Sam's back and pulled him
closer. He started grinding his achingly hard dick into Sam's equally aching
dick. Dean moaned and continued kissing Sam sloppily while saying, "Tired of
sneaking around....doing it in bathrooms and closets... Let's try to make it
home so we can do it right."
Sam wasn't sure he could wait, but the thought of finally having sex with Dean
on an actual bed was enough to make him want to try. Sam had not been able to
fuck Dean since lately they had to do it quickly in small cramped spaces, and
Dean would have to usually hold him up against a wall to do it.
Somehow they made it home. Dean's hands were shaking so hard he could barley
get the key in the door and get it unlocked. Sam was pressed up behind him, his
dick pressed hard into his ass. "Sammy fuck...you're killing me." Sam smirked
and replied, "Shit Dean... we haven't been able to do this in almost a week.
Hurry up."
Dean finally got the door open and was barley in the house when Sam started
pawing at Dean's shirt and lifting it over his head. Dean kicked the door
closed with his knee and slid the chain across the door and locked it.
Sam pressed Dean up against the wall and ran his hand over the huge bulge in
his jeans. "Damn De..." Sam panted.
Dean pulled Sam's shirt off and bent down to suck on his neck. Dean started
undoing Sam's jeans when Sam pulled back long enough to say, "Bed." They
practically tripped over each other as they ran down the hallway. Dean sat on
the bed and pulled Sam's jeans off. He grabbed Sam's hips and pulled Sam into
his lap. "Fuck I've wanted to do this for so long.." Dean said as he ran his
hand down the back of Sam's boxers.
Sam wanted to fuck Dean so bad, but he was so horny and had been out of his
mind thinking about it all day that he was now worried that it would be over
too quick. Dean felt Sam tense up. "What's wrong Sammy? Want me to do you
first?"
Sam shook his head but said, "No, but...I don't think I will be able to last
very long and I want to..."
Dean laid back and said, "I can help you with that...I know how to make you
come real quick, then you can start all over." A grin spread across Sam's face.
Dean knew a lot of ways to make Sam come, the most sure fire way was when Dean
rimmed Sam. When Dean's tongue was wildly darting around in Sam's ass he
completely lost it, and if Sam happened to be sitting on Dean's face while he
did it, then Sam was guaranteed to come almost right away.
Sam shoved his boxers down while Dean slid his jeans and boxers off. Sam put a
leg on either side of Dean's head and lowered himself so he was hovering just
over Dean's face.
"So hot Sammy...fuck" Dean mumbled as he spread Sam's ass cheeks apart and ran
his tongue over his rim. A shiver went down Sam's spine and as Dean started
swirling his tongue around his opening it felt like Sam's backbone was slowly
melting away.
Dean felt Sam start to lose it so he shifted his hands a little to support Sam.
Dean loved how his tongue glided across the hot, smooth skin. Not even a minute
later Sam started screaming, Dean slid a finger in and pressed down on Sam's
prostate. "No one's home Sammy, let me hear how much you like it...tell me how
good if feels when I eat your ass."
Sam rocked down slightly and Dean moved his tongue in impossible ways up into
Sam as he pounded his finger on Sam's prostate repeatedly and rubbed Sam's
perineum with his thumb. 
Dean had no idea what Sam was babbling on about, something about how fucking
amazing it was mixed with several curse words, Dean's name and several loud
screams. Sam didn't even care anymore, letting whatever flew out of his mouth
echo off the walls. Dean never mentioned it just like Sam never mentioned the
crazy noises Dean made when Sam was plunging deep into his ass.
Dean just barely had another finger in to help spread Sam open wider when Sam
started spasming and shot hot come across Dean's chest and stomach. Dean
squeezed his fingers together so that he was putting pressure on Sam's prostate
and perineum at the same time. Sam was shaking like crazy and felt like every
bone in his body had suddenly turned into jello. Dean lifted Sam up and set him
on his lap. Sam felt shaky but still bent down and licked up all of his come
off of Dean, he then leaned into kiss Dean, snowballing his own come into
Dean's mouth. "Fuck Sammy...so fucking hot..."
Dean spread his legs wider and Sam slid to kneel between them. He started
sucking on Dean's dick while he played with Dean's asshole. It had been awhile
since they had done it, and Dean had been thinking about nothing his younger
brother pounding into his ass since their dad first said he was leaving that
morning. 
"Sammy...god I have wanted you to fuck me so bad....thought about it fucking
day.." Sam was slurping down on Dean's dick sloppily and had already worked
Dean up to taking three of his fingers. Sam's fingers were so much smaller than
Dean's, sometimes he wondered how much he could make Dean squirm with his whole
hand. "Jesus Sammy I'm ready just fuck me...god I'm so fucking horny I can't-"
Dean tossed the lube at Sam and Sam slicked some over his dick. He had gotten
instantly hard while sucking Dean's dick, just like always. Sam took a deep
breath, he still got a little nervous fucking Dean because Dean had so much
experience and was so good at it. 
Dean sighed and said, "Don't start that worrying you aren't good enough bull
shit. Fuck Sammy it's fucking the best...come on you know I'm a total slut for
your cock in me." Dean smirked and spread his legs as wide as he could to make
his point. 
Sam lost all worries he had seeing Dean all spread out and begging for it. He
ran his dick around the rim of Dean's asshole, slowly easing past the thick
ring of muscle holding him back. He eased in slow because Dean was so tight
around him from not having Sam in him for so long. Sam gradually eased in more
until he was balls deep in his older brother's tight ass.
Finally Dean loosened up enough and Sam was able to thrust hard and deep into
Dean. It didn't take long for them to both be panting and close to coming,
being the first time they were able to actually have sex with out being cramped
up against the wall. Sam bent over Dean and kissed him. He bit down on Dean's
neck because he knew Dean loved it when he bit him, he would have rather bit
his nipple but didn't think he could angle himself right. Dean made a ring with
his fingers around the base of his own dick, squeezing hard so he would not
come yet. Dean loved to come after Sam had fucked him and he could roll Sam
over and come in Sam's ass.
Dean reached his other hand around and started fingering Sam's ass to get him
ready. The stimulation of Sam's dick being in Dean's ass while Dean's fingers
were in his was too much. Sam gave one final thrust and was filling Dean up
with come. He rode his orgasm out while Dean pounded his fingers over Sam's
prostate. Sam was so fucked out he just collapsed onto Dean's chest. Dean
pushed Sam's leg out a little further and fingered him a little more.
"You ok Sammy? Can you take me pounding you into the mattress?" Sam made a
noise that Dean assumed was a yes so he lifted Sam up, laying him on the bed.
He kissed Sam for a few minutes, letting his dick calm down so that he wouldn't
come as soon as he entered Sam. Sam was still riding an ecstasy wave from his
orgasm. He was happily babbling about how good it had been. 
Dean smirked and said, "Well it's about to get even better baby." Dean gently
flipped Sam over and had to position Sam's head so that he would not suffocate
him. Dean laughed to himself that Sam was so blissed out. 
Dean pulled Sam's hips to a better angle and spread his legs further apart.
"Ready Sammy? I'll start slow but then I am gonna pound your ass so hard...god
I've been wanting to pound it hard all week."
Dean tried to enter Sam slow but it was almost like Sam's hole was swallowing
him in. Sam grunted but didn't seem to be too bothered that Dean had entered
him all at once. Dean sucked a breath in. "Fuck Sammy...so tight...so fucking
good...oh god..."
Sam nodded his head.  He was drooling and didn't even care. He had no idea how
many times he had come that day and he knew he was about to come again once
Dean got going. It was pretty rare if he came less than 3 or 4 times in a day.
Dean never let Sam go long without making sure he was taken care of.
Dean was rocking his hips in and out of Sam fast and hard. He pushed down on
Sam's back a little so he could plunge deeper in. Sam was moaning into the
mattress. "Uhhh Dean...so good..." 
Dean spread Sam's cheeks apart and watched his dick stretch Sam's hole each
time he entered. "Ohh fuck that's hot...so fucking hot Sammy... seeing you
stretch out around me...fuck." Dean slid out slow, almost pulling completely
out. He shifted his weigh a little and watched as he rammed into Sam as deep
and hard as he could, feeling his balls bounce off Sam's. The both moaned.
"Fuck Sammy you have no fucking idea how fucking good this feels." Sam tried to
tell Dean that he did but he still was not in a state where he could speak.
Dean grinned at his brother, who was a happy, babbling, drooling sexed out
mess. Dean loved that he was making Sam feel so good that he seemed to not be
able to function.
Sam's dick was starting to leak, the friction from Dean thrusting into him
causing him to drag across the mattress with each thrust. Dean was so immersed
in watching his dick go in and out of Sam that he leaned a little too far back
and slipped out. Sam whined and Dean laughed a little. "Sorry baby. Fuck...that
was so hot...how do you want it Sammy baby?"
Sam was pushing his ass further back, trying to find Dean's dick. He met Dean's
finger instead and Dean pushed his fingers down onto Sam's prostate and said.
"Tell me Sammy, how to you want me to give it to you?"
Sam gasped and sputtered out, "H-h-ard...hard as y-you can."
Dean seemed satisfied with that answer and pulled his fingers out of Sam. He
held Sam's ass open, pushing him down even further onto the mattress. Then Dean
stood up and positioned his legs. Sam braced himself and Dean rammed his dick
down into him as hard as he could.
Dean collapsed over Sam's back, trying desperately to breathe. "Holy
fucking...fuck Sam...so fucking good." Sam was pushing back against Dean trying
to get him to do it again. "Again." Sam said, pushing his ass up further in the
air. Dean did it two more times and the last time he could barely move. Sam was
clenched down on him so tight it felt he was just about squeezing the come out
of him. Dean rocked his hips the best he could and made the noise that made Sam
come every time. Sam felt Dean's hot cum dripping out of his ass and his own
come spreading across his stomach. 
Dean kissed Sam's back and pulled out. They both laid there panting, feeling
pure ecstasy from one of the best orgasms either of them had ever had. Dean got
up and pulled Sam out of the puddle of his own spunk.
Dean looked down at Sam's bed and grinned, "Thank God we did that on your bed
this time." Sam gave Dean a bitchface. Sam reached over to Dean's bed and
picked up his pillow, taking the pillow case off and wiping his stomach with
it. "There have some for later."
Dean pulled Sam in for a sticky hug. He bent down and kissed Sam. "Ok we
definitely need a shower. This time we don't have to be quiet though."
Dean picked Sam up and wrapped his legs around his waist. He kissed him softly
on the lips and carried him in the bathroom. They might be pretty fucked up but
Dean did not give a single fuck. He loved his brother and his brother loved
him, and even though their lives sucked sometimes, this was the one good thing
they both had.
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